From out the heaped laudations of the time
The pretty incident I put in rhyme.
FLUTE-MUSIC, WITH AN ACCOMPANIMENT
He. Ah, the bird-like fluting
Through the ash-tops yonder—
Bullfinch-bubblings, soft sounds suiting
What sweet thoughts, I wonder?
Fine-pearled notes that surely
Gather, dewdrop-fashion,
Deep-down in some heart which purely